Okay this time she picked up on the force there and she blinked again. Apparently this girl was more than she seemed. But the implication that got shot her way made her frown. "I don't run off and hide." Who the hell was this chick?!
A middle aged and harried looking woman came out of the grocery store and approached the bell creeper, but before she fished out some change to put into the bucket she took a holiday broach from off her coat and stabbed herself in the finger. The resulting blood was smeared onto the change she dug out as if this were an everday occurance then dropped the coins through the little slot before wandering off with a chipper Merry Christmas! The bell creeper grinned more broadly and rang his bell which seemed to pulse more strongly.
Molly had watched that with her mouth gaping slightly. That was...so not right! "...holy shit."